So we will celebrate it as very special, this Thursday at Harlaxton. It is a class day, of course—and a work day. Thanksgiving is not a holiday in Britain.
But when evening comes, we will have a student-led Thanksgiving Service in the Ridgway Great Hall, where we will voice thanks for our families back home and our friends on both sides of the ocean and for the opportunities that are ours and for the gifts, and gift, of life.
And then we will feast. Suzanne Kingsley has helped our Catering Staff learn a true American Thanksgiving Dinner, and they have responded beautifully. The meal will be delicious, we will go back for more, and then for some more.
And then, in front of a huge roaring fire in the Great Hall, we will relax, talk, enjoy the beautiful scene, and feel ourselves at “home,” even far away from home.
We will even nod a greeting to our neighbors (four hundred years removed), the Pilgrim Fathers and Mothers who celebrated the first Thanksgiving. They were from the towns and villages of Lincolnshire—right at Harlaxton’s doorstep—leaving here to create new lives in a “New” England.
So it will be fitting that we reverse the saga, bringing that good and blessed American Thanksgiving back where it all began, to England’s green and pleasant land.
It will be good.